HEAD OVER HEELS

There's sweat shining on her forehead, her mouth was open in a gasp of pleasure and all he could do was smile as he kissed down between her breasts. Nat finger curled in his hair and she let out a moan.

Bucky laughed lightly against her skin and eyed her beautiful body. The more he stayed awake, out of ice, the more he remembered. When he first remembered her, Barnes ran.

He frowned as his eyes landed into a deep scar in the lower part of her belly.
"Nat…"
Bucky felt a headache urge behind his eyes and his right hand searched for hers. He squeezed it, as the air started to stop around him and a sudden ache surged in his chest.

"James…" her voice was calm, her fingers on his face, but everything else was pain.

"You won't do it" she tells him, her tiny body hiding his target.
"And why not?" he asks, tilting an eyebrow and smiling. She is so secure that he won't pull the trigger.

She doesn't answer; instead, she tightens her grasp around her gun. The redhead hadn't pulled the trigger of her own weapon and he wondered why. His head hurt as he stared into her green-bluish eyes. He pulled his trigger, but his hand (the human one) betrayed him.

He missed her, his bullet went through her stomach and she let out a gasp of pain and… sadness, as she fell. The man behind her, mute with the fear, also fell, as the shot hit him. The winter soldier frowned deeper. His body, the only part of him that ever remembered anything, wanted to desperately to turn around check if the redhead spy was alright. "Mission accomplished" he whispered, as he pulled the trigger yet another time and killed the man lying in front of him.

"JAMES!" her voice snapped him out of the sudden flashback and he sucked for air, his eyes widening even more. He noticed that he was sat at the bed and she was sitting in his lap, her hands in his face and her eyes wide with anger and fear.

"Nat…?" his voice was husky and Bucky brook into a cough fit. Natasha let out a sigh and hugged him, caressing his naked back with her fingertips and whispering silly nothings in Russian.

Barnes hid his face in the hollow of her neck and let out a shaken cry. "Fuck, Nat, I did it to you…" he pushed her slightly away and pointed the deep scar. Her eyes went dark.

Natasha never pulled a "Steve-It's-Not-Your-Fault" façade on him. She shrugged and let out a small smile. "Yes."
Bucky closed his eyes and touched her scar with his metal hand. "I'm so sorry."

The redhead smiled, she rested her forehead against his and kissed his nose. "Don't be", murmured, kissing his lips this time. "You won't hurt me now, don't be sorry. That was a one-time thing."

He smiled, eyeing her gorgeous face. "What about us? Are we a one-time thing?" questioned, because he had always wondered if she, since it was so easily for her to change, considered them to be serious.

"Of course we are." She laughed, a cynic grin on her lips. "You can only have one love of your life." Her eyes melted into a puddle of young joyfulness.
He rolled his eyes. "You got me scared, Nat."

"And what are you going to do about that?" she rose an eyebrow and he smile widened.
"I have a few ideas" murmured, kissing and pushing her into the blankets.

Natasha could not be safe as Steve, not as stable as his best friend, but she certainly was a risk he was willing to take.

N/A: They're my OTP off all time and the new Captain America gave me a lot of feels, so yeah...
This was Un-Beta'd, so all mistakes are mine.